Tires screeched loudly as Mark pulled into his driveway.
Two police cruisers pulled up right behind his SUV.
Mark leaped out before his car even stopped completely.
Two armed police officers followed him up the front steps.
Mark slammed his hand against the grand double wooden doors.
The doors burst open with a loud thud.
Mark sprinted across the marble foyer like a madman.
Heavy footsteps echoed off the high mansion ceilings.
He took the grand staircase three steps at a time.
The police officers ran right behind him with flashlights ready.
Mark followed the sound of crying up the hallway.
He threw open the heavy doors of the master bathroom.
Evelyn was sitting in the bathtub, soaked and hyperventilating.
Sarah was holding Lily close, trying to soothe her burns.
Mark dropped to his knees right beside his daughter.
Father: Lily! Daddy is here, baby!
Child: Daddy, she hurt me! Mommy tried to burn me!
Mark took Lily into his arms with gentle care.
He looked down at her red, irritated little palm.
Tears of deep rage filled Mark's dark eyes.
He wrapped his jacket around Lily's trembling body.
He lifted his tablet and turned toward the bathtub.
Father: Look at this! I saw everything on the cameras!
Evelyn stared back at him with pale, terrified eyes.